OF nature broad and free, Of grass and flower and tree, Sing we today. God hath pronounced it good, So we, his creatures would Offer to field and wood Our heartfelt lay. To all that meets the eye, In earth, or in sky, Tribute we bring. Barren this world would be, Bereft of shrub and tree; Now Gracious Lord to Thee, Praises we sing. May we Thy hand behold, As bud and leaf unfold, See but Thy thought; Nor heedlessly destroy, Nor pass unnoticed by; But be our constant joy all Thou hast wrought. As each small bud and flower Speaks of the Maker's power, Tells of His love; So we, Thy children dear, Would live from year to year, Show forth Thy goodness here, And then above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JOHN CABANIS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS IN TALL GRASS by CARL SANDBURG THE AFRICAN CHIEF by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE BRONCHO THAT WOULD NOT BE BROKEN by NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY NEARER by ROBERT MALISE BOWYER NICHOLS SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 131 by PETRARCH THE GIFT by GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL |